MY DAilY JOUrnEY

August 16, 2005

Overcast weather and comment Darn it!!!

Hello People,

Overcast again today and there is silence all around me all I hear is this electrical buzz of the florescent lights and my computer. It rained yesterday but not that hard. I finally finished the scarf I was knitting and it absolutely beautiful well at least I think it is!! Had a huge headache though well you know how it is after staring at a computer screen during work hours and trying to concentrate with all those spreadsheets etc. Made a lovely pasta for supper and yes even though I had a headache I still had to make supper. It was divine though.

Here’s some stories etc for you….and how come no comments from you is my blogg that boring???

Story: The Curtain Rods

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell.They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home......including the curtain rods.
Poem: TO REALIZE

To realize The value of a sister Ask someone Who doesn't have one. To realize The value of ten years: Ask a newly Divorced couple. To realize The value of four years: Ask a graduate. To realize The value of one year: Ask a student who Has failed a final exam. To realize The value of nine months: Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born. To realize The value of one month: Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby. To realize The value of one week: Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize The value of one hour: Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet. To realize The value of one minute: Ask a person Who has missed the train, bus or plane. To realize The value of one-second: Ask a person Who has survived an accident. To realize The value of one millisecond: Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics. To realize the value of a friend: Lose one. Time waits For no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special
and spend every little time you can get
with your Father in heaven, He is waiting!
The origin of this letter is unknown,

Story: T he Box!!
When Koos and Sarie first got married Koos said, "I am
> putting a box under the bed. You must promise never to look in it."
> In all their 30 years of marriage, Sarie never looked in the box.
> However, on the afternoon of their 30th anniversary, curiosity got the
> best of her and she lifted the lid of the box and peeked inside.
> In the box were 3 empty beer bottles and R8,874.25 in cash. She closed
> the box and put it back under the bed. Now that she knew what was in
> the box, she was doubly curious as to why there even was such a box
> with such contents. That evening, they were out for a special
> anniversary dinner. After dinner, Sarie could no longer contain her
> curiosity and she confessed, saying, "I am so sorry Koos, for all
> these years I kept my promise and never looked into the box under our
> bed.However, today the temptation was too much and I gave in.
> But now I need to know, why do you keep the 3 empty beer bottles in
> the box?" Koos thought for a while and said, "I guess after all these
> years you deserve to know the truth. Whenever I was unfaithful to you,
> I put an empty beer bottle in the box under the bed to remind myself
> not to do it again." Sarie was shocked, but said, "Hmmm, Elsa,
> Annatjie and Petro neh?. I am very disappointed and saddened by your
> behavior. However, since you are addicted to sex, I guess it does
> happen and I guess 3 times is not that bad considering your problem."
> Koos thanked her for being so understanding. They hugged and made
> their peace. A little while later Sarie asked Koos, "So why do you
> have all that money in the box?" Koos answered, "Well, whenever the
> box filled up with empty bottles, I took them
> back to the bottle store and got my deposit back.."

Anyway must carry on working coz there is still much to do!! As there always is anyway I will write tomorrow as always.
I know I neva thank those that go to my Blogg but….
Thanks for visiting my blogg and hope that is enjoyable at least to some of you and if it is not then comment!
Ciao
Silver

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